Chapter 67

The desolate and hot West desert is endless, and there is no grass. Looking around, the endless sand sea is distorted in the high-temperature sunlight, and the heat wave is rolling up from the ground. The whole sand is like boiling water.

Therefore, the strong wind from the North roared across the desert, flying sand and stones, blocking out the sky and the sun. The desert blown by the wind is like the water surface, flat and soft with ripples, and the hills everywhere are cut by the wind into strange shapes, teeth and claws, shocking.

A row of sand camels were moving slowly on the sand dunes, and the clearly visible footprints extended from one end to the other, but they were soon buried by the sand, without any trace.

This is Ximo, the most remote area of the heavy Dynasty, and the most dangerous area in the tail Mars region. Among the Hu people outside the pan, Ximo has another name.

Tail Fire hell.

That's right. The vast desert is like a huge cage. There are many monsters in this dangerous area. It's hot during the day, and the temperature drops suddenly at night, and it's full of quicksand, desert storms, sand mirages. Even the three flower warriors on the top have a disastrous climate, and even the thunder robbing friars dare not go deep into the deepest part of the West desert.

Walking in this desert is a burden to any warrior.

Even so, there are still an endless stream of warriors who try to cross the tailfire hell desert every year. This vast desert is beyond the reach of the heavy Dynasty, and the legend buried many treasures and countless relics.

Countless stars will have fought here and buried here.

And across the end of this desert, you can reach the Peacock Dynasty in moulan star region. Compared with the barbarism and rudeness of the alien realm, the Peacock Dynasty is completely the opposite - it is a country that squanders gold and gems.

Of course, for monks who have no magic weapons, it is a dream to cross the desert. But even the vast outer edge is still full of the temptation of wealth.

"How long will it take us to reach our destination?" The fat man rode on a sand camel, depressed and listless. He was naked, revealing his fat body full of fat, and kept drinking water.

"We've only been away for three days." Chen Mo replied.

"Three days? I think I've been away for three years." The fat man wailed.

"You shouldn't have been here." Yunsha's expressionless evaluation.

"This is called sharing weal and woe." The fat man looked at Chen Mo pitifully, as if I was all for you.

Chen Mo rolled his eyes.

You're not a beautiful woman. You don't feel sick when you put on this expression, and this guy is too straightforward to win the relationship. It's shameless enough and I admire him very much.

"How much longer?" Chen Mo asked Luo Kui that he still had a meeting to take part in the next shenwuju. If he spent a month in the desert, he would be in great trouble.

"Two days and three trips."

Luo Kui road.

"In twoorthree days, it will be half a month to go back and forth." The fat man has a bitter face.

Chen Mo said, "shall I give you the white sand camel?"

The fat man looked at the white camel under Chen Mo's crotch, and his eyes lit up. Hehe smiled, "this white sand camel is what you got, brother. I'll forget it, and your sister needs it more than me."

Chen Mo said this is nonsense. Even if you really want to do it, there is no way.

The fat man pretended to be hurt.

Everyone laughed, and even the straight faced yunsha's mouth was slightly raised.

"I went to pee." The fat man jumped off the camel and drank too much water all the way. Now he is in a hurry.

The fat man trotted towards a hidden sand dune. After all, nianyou was beside him. No matter how shameless he was, he was embarrassed to hush in front of such a lovely little girl.

"Be careful." Luo Kui reminds me.

The fat man waved his hand against his back.

Everyone stopped to have a rest. "Brother, your friend is so patient. Do you want to drink water?" Luo Kui looked at the clock leaving Samadhi.

Zhong Li samadhi sat at the back of his hunchback. In the hot weather in the West desert, martial artists were already sweating. Even Li Xiunian, who had practiced until he was out of breath, was sweating. On the contrary, Zhong Li samadhi remained calm, and there was no sweat.

"She practiced fire, so." Chen Mo didn't know whether to disclose her identity to the public, but he didn't explain it at last.

Zhong Li's samadhi and five elements belong to fire, and any fire environment has no impact on her.

However, since nianyou entered the West desert, she has been in a sleepy state, which makes Chen Mo a little worried.

Suddenly, a harsh scream came from the fat man.

Scared nianyou opened her eyes.

"Man, help me!!" The fat man wailed.

Luo Kui got off the camel and rushed over quickly. Chen Mo also handed nianyou to Zhong Lihe and rushed to see what was going on.

The fat man's voice was hurried and uneasy, and Luo Kui stood on the hill head, but he didn't go any further.

"What happened to fat man?" Chen Mo said. As soon as he saw it, he was stunned by the first act in front of him.

The huge desert seemed to come to life and twist slowly, as if it had become a sticky water. The fat man was trapped in one of the sand pits and was dragged down by these sand seas.

"Is this?"

"This is a quicksand trap. No, the fat man is dead." Luo Kui's face became extremely ugly.

Quicksand trap is one of the most dangerous disasters in the West desert. The desert will become like a swamp. If a warrior falls into it without the cost of life protection, the more he struggles, the faster he falls into it. Finally, his body will be swallowed by the sand sea and buried in this desert forever.

Those quicksand flows slowly. Although fat people are big and small, no one dares to take another step forward.

This quicksand trap is dangerous even if the martial artist with three perfect flowers on the top falls into it, and no one will be stupid to die.

However, the quicksand trap will not be too deep when it just falls into. Experienced martial artists still get out if they try their best. Now the fat man is trapped at the waist, and he can't escape anymore. "Fat man, this idiot must be happy to pee. He doesn't care about quicksand at all." Luo Kui cursed.

"Is there any way?" Chen Mo is still very fond of fatty, and doesn't want to see him die.

"There is nothing we can do." Luo Kui said cruelly, "the scope of quicksand trap is too large, so far away, we will definitely fall into it."

"He is the young master of daqiwan. If he dies like this." Zhuang Jing said slightly.

"This is called suicide!" Yunsha said coldly, and she glanced at Chen Mo, "Ximo is already dangerous, and there are not too many martial artists at ordinary times. This fat man doesn't make any preparations, so we can't blame him."

"Help me!"

The fat man shouted and twisted his body to get rid of it. He almost ran with all his strength, and a flower appeared on his head. Unexpectedly, it was the late state of Jinghua, which surprised everyone.

On weekdays, fat people who spend a lot of time drinking have such high cultivation.

Yunsha and Zhuang Jing are also impressed.

But even so, the fat man was hard to move. With his struggle, he fell more quickly.

"Don't move. The more you struggle, the faster you will be swallowed up." Luo Kui shouted.

Hearing this, the fat man froze. He turned around and looked sad.

"Fat man, when you went to the West desert this time, didn't Daqi Wan give you any star tools to protect your life?" Chen Mo thought this sentence was nonsense after he finished.

Even if there is something to protect his life, now the fat man has sunk to the waist and can't take it out. He hasn't reached the point of manipulating his mind, which is of no help at all.

"Samadhi, do you have any way?" Chen Mo asked the king of ashes who came.

As a star general, friars are much stronger than ordinary warriors.

Zhong Li looked at samadhi and quickly made a judgment: "I can walk over, but I can't save him."

"Why?"

"He is trapped too deep. If I force him up, his body will be cut off. Do you want me to do this?" Zhong Li said with a smile.

Chen Mo's heart sank.

"Help, boss. Who will save me?" At this time, the fat man also realized his desperate situation. He cried, "who will save me? In the future, I will inherit daqiwan and let daqiwan fully assist him."

"Stop shouting and save your strength." Chen Mo scolded.

The fat man immediately shut up, but his eyes were extremely frightened, and he was really scared that three souls and six souls were almost flying.

The quicksand trap is still slowly rotating.

Luo Kui was helpless.

"In fact, you can save him." Suddenly, Zhong Li said something like a smile.

"Me?" Chen Mo was stunned. "How can I save it?" All the martial artists present have higher accomplishments than him. Even Zhong Li samadhi just said he couldn't save it. Chen Mo didn't understand what he could do.

"Don't you know gossip?" Zhong Li samadhi way. "Bagua originated from the book of changes, which also says that softness overcomes hardness. And you can use Bagua to forcibly open an open area around the fat man and pull him out."

"Of course, it's very dangerous. There may be no place for you to die." Zhong Li samadhi narrowed his eyes, "it depends on whether you dare."

Chen Mo gritted his teeth. "Then try." If something really goes wrong, it's not too late to get away.

Chen Mo looked at the large quicksand in front of him, about thirty or forty meters away from the fat man. His mind moved, and he immediately took a step forward.

"Brother, you are crazy." Luo Kui was stunned.

"If you can't go, you will die." Zhuang Jing also hurriedly stopped.

Chen Mo's figure flashed, and he saw six shallow footprints left on the ground. In a blink of an eye, he was ten meters away from the sand sea.

This move is called 'Kun LiuDuan', which represents the essence of footwork in the eight trigrams.

Zhong Li samadhi was right.

Stepping on quicksand, Chen Mo only felt his feet stepping on feathers, and did not feel a trace of weight. But as soon as the second lieutenant hesitated, the quicksand under his feet immediately fell towards him.

"Brother, save me! I will make a promise in the future." The fat man saw hope.

"Quiet." The fat man's voice was loud enough. With such a shout, quicksand obviously accelerated.

Seeing that he couldn't delay too much, Chen Mo thought of the gossip map played by his aunt. This is the highest level of the eight trigrams formula. The eight trigrams come out in a series. The ground will carve the eight trigrams diagram because of the strength of the martial arts, and the power is infinite.

However, to give full play to the eight diagrams, we must understand to the extreme. Chen Mo's eight trigrams are not very pure. Even if he has played a set of eight array charts before, they are only illusory. Seeing the fat man sink deeper and deeper, Chen Mo can only bite his teeth when he reaches his neck.

"Fat man, I'll see if I can save you next. It depends on your life." Chen Moshen breathed a deep breath, ready to go all out and gossip.

At this moment, the frightened fat man suddenly shouted. "Wait a minute!"

"Huh?"

The fat man stretched out his right hand, and a very ordinary white iron ring bounced out on his right hand. "Brother, take it. This' yiqijie 'can help you save me."

One breath quit?

Hearing this name, Luo Kui, Zhuang Jing and yunsha beside the sand dune were shocked.